You say that you're here.
You say that you care.
But what do you do?
Nothing.
You're not here in the dead of night,
When I'm surrounded by darkness.
Giving in to my painful temptations.
Overcome with self-hate.
You just say your empty words,
Filled with false hope.
"Things will get better."
But they aren't.
Where I stand they are getting worse.
All I want to know is,
"When will it finally end?!"
....Not soon enough.
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-Poems of Struggle-
PoetryThis is a collection of my poems. Most will be sad and some will be happy. Hope you enjoy! <3 Stay Strong <3
